NOTES I WROTE BLEEDING

GRIM

I dont miss you but i want you
I want you to check on me like you used to
How you used to make me feel like a queen
A queen that held your heart as a treasured throne
Now im thrown
To thorns i grow
My hearts getting cold
You alone gives me warmth
You alone owns it
I know you have a special spot for me
it rings and makes your head ache
The sound of it makes your ear bleed
And i struggle w it yet you deny it
But you know it
You can't fight it
And even if you will
You can never win